Epigraph
“I hear you think of spending the winter in the Balearic Islands?” said the only Briton we met who had been there. “Well, I warn you, you won’t enjoy them. They are quite out of the world. There are no tourists. Not a soul understands a word of English, and there’s nothing whatever to do. If you take my advice you won’t go.”
So we went. And what follows is a faithful account of what befell us in these fortunate isles.
M. S. B.